Chapter 123: Stone Needle Dark Weapon

  "Give me back my sword!" The Broken Sword suddenly let out a furious roar, its voice filled with an indescribable anger and sorrow.

  Then his men rushed to Han Yu's side like a strong wind and swung the broken knife in their hands, which was less than a foot long.

  Han Yu only felt his whole body tense up, and everything around him seemed to be isolated by this knife. His eyes had only that point of white light constantly approaching, his ears had only the whistling sound made when the broken knife tore through the air.

  We can't retreat!

  Han Yu's eyes widened and he grasped the hilt of his sword with both hands before swinging it out fiercely.

  Right!

  Han Yu only felt a numbness in his arm, and the Tian Ce in his hand almost slipped out. His men also stumbled backward several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

  The broken sword on that side was also shaken by him and thrown backwards, the wound transformed by Tian Ce in front of his chest, even more so spurted out a stream of fresh blood.

  But he didn't care, and recklessly rushed towards Han Yu like a madman, his body had just landed on the ground before he pounced on her again.

  Damn it, isn't it just a broken knife that's ruined you? Do you have to play with your life like this? Han Yu cursed viciously in his heart, and his numb hands, which had lost all sensation, once again placed the Tian Ce horizontally across his chest.

  Right!

  Duan Jian and Tian Ce collided again, Han Yu hummed a sound, his face pale, retreating several steps back.

  Just then, a whizzing sound came from beside him and struck Han Yu straight on.

  Sneak attack, Sword Gate junior's sneak attack.

  Han Yu's eyebrows almost fell off, but unfortunately he had already suffered a serious injury at this time. His chest felt like it was torn apart, burning with pain, and his two arms were numb and powerless. The timing of the sneak attack by that little brother was extremely ruthless, not giving him any chance to dodge.

  "I'll f**k your grandma!" Han Yu cursed in his heart, and with a swift motion, he raised the Tian Ce (Heavenly Strategy) sword upwards and stabbed it towards the little brother's position. He didn't even dodge or evade the opponent's steel knife.

  Since you want me dead, I won't let you live either! At the moment of life and death crisis, the madness in Han Yu's blood finally burst out.

  "Big Brother!" Zhuo Bu Fan's eyebrows nearly split apart, and he let out a shrill cry. The dagger in his hand flew towards the younger brother without hesitation.

  He was fast, but still couldn't save Han Yu in time.

  "Ah!" Just as the knife was about to chop down on Han Yu's neck, the little brother's hand holding the knife suddenly loosened and he covered his own eyes instead, letting out a pained cry.

  But his cry was cut off halfway through.

  Instead, two sounds almost simultaneously rose up, a "gushing" sound and the sound of steel hitting the ground.

  That little brother covered his eyes with his hand, and in his throat was inserted Zhuo Bu Fan's black dagger. In his abdomen was the straight-hilted cyan Tian Ce, but in one of his eyes was a chilling seven-inch stone needle. His hands fell to his sides, and he had already stopped breathing...

  The surroundings quieted down, and the swordsmen who were brandishing their long swords with a menacing intent, had eyes that flickered with an uncontrollable fear. The tragic death of their companion made them suddenly awaken from their frenzy.

  If you want to kill someone, you must also be able to keep yourself alive.

  The broken knife on the other side also woke up from anger, although he was injured in many places, he didn't care at all, standing silently beside Liu Podong, with a sharp light like an eagle's gaze staring at one person.

  Han Yu also stood up, turned his head and looked at that person.

  The old ship yawned lightly, stretched its waist, and said faintly: "I finally found a boss for myself with great difficulty. How can you kill me so easily?"

  "This remark may be incomprehensible to Liu Podong and others, but Han Yu's eyebrows moved slightly, and after a long time, a wry smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: 'I didn't expect that all these were done by you.'"

  As he spoke, he glanced at the stone needle inserted in the eyes of that young swordsman.

  The stone needle is an old ship, able to shoot a stone needle to save people at the moment of crisis. Apparently this old ship is also a master. No, he's not an old ship, he should be Shao Yang.

  "I should have thought of that earlier!" Han Yu suddenly said another sentence. Being able to stay in such a chaotic place in Africa and still being fine, this is absolutely not something that can be explained by just being able to endure hardship and luck.

  The old ship's appearance was far from what he had imagined, so he didn't suspect him at all. Now it seems that even his looks were fake.

  The old boat walked up to him and chuckled: "If you had thought of it earlier, I would have been scared away long ago."

  Han Yu let out a light laugh and glanced at the broken sword in front of him. Although he had injured the broken sword, he still hadn't been able to finish it off, which left him somewhat disappointed.

  Fortunately, the stagnant speed finally broke through again, greatly increasing his strength, and also confirming his conjecture.

  Only under the pressure of life and death can his potential break through its own limits and stimulate the potential in his body.

  But he also paid the price.

  His arm holding the knife was trembling slightly, aching terribly, and his body almost had to rely on Tiān Cè to hold itself up.

  "Don't worry, your injuries aren't serious." The old man, who didn't know whether to call him Lao Chuan or Shao Yang, glanced at Han Yu's wounds and offered a few words of comfort. Han Yu looked down at his own pale wounds, the blood dripping down continuously, and the scorching pain that was soaked in sweat, and smiled bitterly again.

  If such an injury were not serious, wouldn't he become a disabled person with missing arms and legs?

  On the other side, Duan Jian and Liu Podong did not understand the conversation between the two, but they were also shocked that Lao Chuan had suddenly become a high-ranking target.

  Duan Jian's face remained calm, as if the fine, long wounds on his shoulders and chest were on someone else's body.

  Only in his eyes, however, two flames of war intent were jumping. His body slightly leaned forward, and the right hand grasping the broken knife also gradually revealed its veins.

  At this time, Han Yu was already exhausted and couldn't even dodge a sneak attack from one of his underlings. He was no longer a threat, but the old man still put too much pressure on him.

  He didn't even have a grasp on whether Old Ship would take action against Liu Podong, and if he could still protect his own young master's safety!

  But even if he couldn't, he still had to create an opportunity for his own young master to escape.

  With the appearance of the old ship, the identities between hunters and prey have quietly begun to reverse.

  Although waiting again would bring support from Jianmen and make the situation more favorable for them, he didn't dare give the old ship another chance to attack.

  Moreover, there was also a Han Yu beside him, although he had almost lost his combat power, Duan Jian still did not dare to underestimate him.

  Taking a slow and deep breath, the muscles all over Duan Ya's body tensed up, but just as he was about to make his move, an extra hand appeared beside him, gently tugging at him.

  The momentum of the broken sword was like a sharp sword that suddenly stopped in mid-air, and he slightly turned his face.

  The one who dragged him was Liu Podong, this young master usually thought he was invincible with his hands, except for monsters like Duan Dao, no one among his peers could be his opponent.

  But now, Han Yu was struck flying by his weapon and almost didn't survive. Under the attack of the broken sword, he came at him with a sinister move. If not for his quick reaction, he would have become a corpse on the ground by now.

  Just thinking about this made Liu Podong feel a chill. And the injury of Duan Dao, Lao Chuan's sudden move, made his fear even deeper and thicker.

  Although Master Liu was unwilling to humble himself before others, when his own life was threatened, he didn't mind throwing away his dignity and trampling it underfoot.

  For him, things like dignity and pride are nothing compared to his own life. Staying alive is the most important thing.

  So he glanced at Han Yu, his face pale, and said in a hoarse voice: "In this LN territory, you are the first person to dare to be an opponent of Ben Shao Ye. What kind of people are you?"

  Han Yu smiled. The words were still so arrogant, the implication of threatening with Jianmen's power was still so subtle, and it didn't tarnish Jianmen's reputation at all. But Han Yu knew that Liu Dashiye was afraid.

  Or rather, when Liu Podong stopped Duan Dao, he was already afraid. At this time, opening his mouth was just to save face.

  People like him usually speak with their fists, and only when they can't win a fight will they try to reason with you.

  So, Han Yu raised the corner of his mouth and gave him a disdainful look, saying lightly: "It's not important who I am, what's important is that Young Master Liu has already gotten Sword Gate into big trouble. If you don't get beaten when you go back, it'll be good."

  Liu Po Dong's face changed again, he stared tightly at Han Yu and said in a low voice: "You, you are......"

  "Carrying out orders." Han Yu said lightly, he didn't mind letting the other party's misunderstanding deepen a bit more, anyway he didn't say anything.

  Liu Po Dong's expression stiffened for a moment, looking at Lao Chuan Dao: "Then he..."

  "Mr. Liu is too curious." Han Yu's face was gloomy and he slightly furrowed his brow, saying lightly.

  Liu Po Dong was slightly embarrassed and paused for a moment, then immediately put on a stiff smile and said: "Yes, yes, yes, this is a misunderstanding. We just wanted to do something within our power for the higher-ups, but who would have thought that we ended up causing trouble instead? This is like a flood destroying the Dragon King Temple - one family not recognizing another. It's all our fault, our fault."

  Han Yu's eyebrows furrowed, and she gave him a sideways glance: "Misunderstanding?"

  "Of course, we didn't mean to obstruct your official business either. We just wanted to protect the informant, it was a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding." Liu Podong's smile became more and more natural.

  "But we've hurt many of your people..."

  "Ah, as the old saying goes, when you're in the world of rivers and lakes, how can you avoid being cut by knives? These brothers of mine are all rough and unrefined, with thick skin and flesh, they don't care about anything."

  "Alright, you're welcome. Go back and tell your old master to be careful, this is still the territory of Country Z, not his domain." Han Yu controlled her expression with a strong nerve, calmly responding with a sentence, while also taking a glance at Duan Knife's attitude.

  This guy's injury wasn't much lighter than his, but that one face of indifference really seemed like he didn't feel anything at all, which made Han Yu's heart a little uncomfortable and tangled.

  On the other side, Liu Po De got his nod of approval, and naturally, he let someone help the injured little brother get on the car to head back. Han Yu's moves were very measured, except for that last sneak attack by the Sword Sect little brother, all the others were only injured but not dead.

  Looking at their backs, Han Yu couldn't help but slightly furrow his brow. To be honest, taking Liu Po Dong with them was the safest option. After all, this was Sword Gate's territory, and the other side could find them at any time.

  But he didn't want to fall out with Jianmen, although he and Zhuo Bu Fan had made some changes in appearance, there was no wall that didn't leak.

  If he is determined, he will eventually find out about him. And the current strength of Zhetian is not even a match for Jianmen.

  "We're leaving too!" Han Yu hastily got into his own car with Lao Chuan and Zhuo Bu Fan after they left.

  Yes, it's late at night, but I'll keep going up, hehe...